Semua Bab Cheating on Vacation? See You in Court: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I hung up the phone and walked back into the office. Everyone was laughing and placing bets on how my husband, the company's CEO, would punish me this time.Would he make me buy his assistant another boba? Or would he dock half a year's bonus again and hand it over as "emotional damages" for the precious assistant?They shut up the second they saw me, but the amusement in their eyes didn't go anywhere. I was used to it.Everyone in the company knew the situation between me, Andrew Hartwell, and his assistant, Chloe Miller. The messy little triangle wasn't exactly a secret.Andrew was my husband. But when it came to Chloe, he had a massive blind spot.He'd pulled strings to hire her in the first place, giving her resources and opportunities most people had to earn. She botched every single one of them.Andrew kept believing in her anyway, finding ways to spin her failures into learning experiences, coaching her through the wreckage, cheering her on.Once, he handed her a project

"Go to Chloe's desk right now. There's a file that needs to be delivered to a client. Take care of it, and hurry. They're waiting."The lobby went quiet for a beat, then filled with muffled laughter. I stood there holding the phone, and even though I already knew Andrew had stopped taking me seriously a long time ago, it still stung.Not long before this, he'd promoted Chloe to the same level as me so she could boss me around more easily. He framed it as "helping each other out," but in practice, every tedious task on Chloe's plate got dumped onto mine.By now, the news of my resignation should've already reached him. And he was still sending me on errands for her.I scoffed. For once, I didn't swallow my pride to keep the peace. "Chloe's work is Chloe's responsibility. Why would that fall on me?"He wasn't expecting that. There was a pause on the other end.Before he could recover, I kept going. "And I don't have the time. Her files, her delivery."I hung up, handed the phone b

On my second day, I stopped at the Skyridge Monastery.Andrew was terrified of altitude sickness and always refused to go. I begged him for years, eventually working myself into the ground, closing 20 projects in a single year just to earn the trip.He finally agreed. But right before we were supposed to leave, Chloe got sick. Andrew said she didn't have any friends here, that, as her boss, he needed to look after her.So, the trip was canceled.I kept heading north. On the last day of my vacation, I reached the final stop, the one Andrew and I had originally planned together, Lake Serenity.Standing there, it hit me. The places I'd spent three years dreaming about, the ones that kept getting pushed back for one reason or another, only took seven days to see.I changed my return flight to two days later and called the county clerk's office to have one copy of the divorce decree mailed to the guesthouse where I was staying.The vacation was over. I was ready to start my new life

Andrew's face went white. He looked toward the front desk attendant. "What?"The guy, Kieran Walsh, wasn't talking to him. He'd gotten to know me over the past couple of days, and when he saw me on the ground, he rushed over to help me up. He even asked if I needed to see a doctor.I shook my head and took the divorce decree from his hands.He looked a little sheepish. "You said to let you know the second it arrived, but I called and couldn't get through. My shift's about to end, and I didn't want you to miss it today, so I came out to find you."Your foot looks really bad, though. Let me take you to the clinic. It's close by."Kieran helped me to my feet. We'd barely taken two steps before Andrew blocked our path."What divorce decree?"Kieran let out a short laugh. "What else would a divorce decree be? It's a decree of divorce. There's only the one kind."I couldn't tell if I was imagining it, but there was an edge to his voice.Andrew didn't pick up on it. His eyes locked o

"You dragged me all over the city looking for another place. I was exhausted. I told you I'd sleep on the couch, and I even promised you. And you still said no without a second thought."You told me that a gentleman doesn't put himself in compromising positions. That until we'd decided to get married, you'd make sure nothing crossed the line."So why are you putting yourself in that position now? Do you think the line doesn't apply to you anymore? Or did you already know it was never a line at all, because you'd already decided she was yours?"I said all of it calmly, steadily, and by the end, Andrew looked like he'd been drained of blood.There wasn't a trace of sympathy left in my eyes. "What else did you want to talk about? I'm all ears."Andrew had nothing. He clenched his jaw. "Wendy, if you're determined to see it that way, then there's nothing I can do."He turned and stormed off."Hold on," I said.A flicker of hope crossed his face. He was about to speak when I pointed